From witch point of view is the passage told? i have just returned from a long ramble over the dear old place; first up to the new house so picturesquely placed upon a hill, and down through the woods to the cool pine grove and the flower-garden. here i found a wilderness of purple and white lilacs, longing, i thought, for a friendly hand to gather them before they faded; dear little bright-eyed pansies, and scarlet and crimson flowering shrubs, a souvenir of travel in england, with sweet-scented violets striped blue and white, transplanted from pickie's little garden at turtle bay long years ago.